He walks the stage
Each move; each gesture
Practiced for effect
He holds the microphone
Like a lover
Raising his voice
Then lowering it
Caressing the crowd
With promises
God will return your gift
Tenfold
He will give you health
Bless your family
Only believe
Countless sinners
Await the message
An organ plays softly
With tears
Running the course
Of his face
The accomplice awaits
If generous souls
Do not thwart the devil
The final pitch
Leaving reminders
In the hearts
Of the poor
So many envelopes
One dollar, five dollars
Sacrifices
His prayer partners
Can ill afford
How they add up
Dollars become millions
Fuel for his private jet
A paved road
To his mansion
What a privilege
To serve the Lord
